writing mr greysons memoirs

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  1. ramsgate18

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    i still didnt know why i took this job, surely as a writer i could be covering a million and one different stories, better stories, than ghost writing the memoirs of local tycoon Daniel Greyson
    Daniel Greyson owned about half this town at one point, but now the old guy was retired and wanted to write his meoirs down while he still could, id heard he was 68 possibly older, and very fussy, already he had hired and fired 5 different writers due to "artistic differences" if the pay werent so good i would have declined the job but i needed the money

    i pulled up to 2 big cast iron gates "hello" came a crackly voice

    "erm hi i'm Mike, Mike Willams, I'm here to see Mr Greyson" i yelled into the speaker box

    with a buzz the gates slowly, creakily swung open to reveal an expansive lawn and a drive leading up to a fairly large country house, i pulled up and was lead to what was apparently Mr Greysons study
    "so your Mike?" he said looking me up and down "i expected someone older, more experienced
    "i have plenty of experience Mr Greyson, dont be fooled by my age, i start writing when i was 13"

    "hmm ok then, sit down" he grumbled

    his hair was a steely grey and he looked as much the hard ass as he did when he was ceo of the company, his crooked nose still looked alot to me like a beak i used to pretend when i was a child that mr greyson was a parrot, that stopped me from being afraid of him when he would come to our school to discuss work etc he was still quite lean from what i could see under his blue suit, with a red tie, his signature look. his sons were the polar oppisite to him, they were short and fat and red faced, rumours had it that mr greyson was not biologically their father but since they bore the fabeled last name that was greyson they were the new bosses of the company, though they were failing miserably

    after a brief discussion on how the book was to be written i sat down with my notebook and began taking notes

    "now onto business!" mr greyson boomed, smiling a wicked smile "the first thing my father taught me about succeeding in business is act as though you have the biggest dick in the room, ofcourse it helps if you do, hence i like my father rocketed from nothing to ceo of one of the biggest companys in the country

    i kept writing but was stunned, has mr greyson, old feeble greying mister greyson just admitted to me he had a huge cock.

    he came up behind me to check my notes and then i knew he was telling the truth as his big soft cock rested on my arm, heavy and hot as he checked my work

    "i would apologise for that" he said noticing as i had that his junk was firmly on my arm "but i wont"

    "i read your list of previous experience, you wrote an article once about "is bigger better?" stating in your opinion 'bigger was a waste as by 50 it would just be a hanging piece of flesh, a haunting reminder of what used to be'" he scoffed "what made you say that?" he asked

    "well all the men i interviewed over 50 claimed they had been struck by premature impotence due to the volume of their cocks and could only get it up if they took 2 viagras

    "let me guess these men were plump, heavy etc?" i nodded, Mr Greyson laughed "i keep telling hung guys after 30 dont assume your going to always reel them in because you waggle you dick. thats why i stay fit. did you know mr williams that if a man stays fit and healthy theres no reason he wont be getting erections well into his 80s"

    "how interesting" i said, feigning interest

    "mr williams, prepare to have your beliefs shaken" he smiled wickedly standing, slowly unding his tie
     
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    Hey mate keep this hot story line going. Nice for role play 2:smile:
     
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    well then lemme know when ur on next and we shall roleplay it, with ur help it will be hotter lol
     
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    mr greyson slowly undid his tie, and unbuttoned his shirt, his torso was still toned and solid, if i hadnt know this man was well into his 60s, i would have sworn he was closer to my age

    "like my body?" he asked

    i nodded

    "im built solid all over" he smirked turning round

    smirking he undid his belt and flies, and lowered his suit trousers removing them slowly

    his white y fronts seemed to be stuffed to the max with something that was steadily growing "no i havent taken viagra, sadly i cant due to an allergy, luckily as you can see i dont have to! i can see from the look on your face your dying to see it freed from its confines!"

    i nodded my mouth dry

    "first things first, strip!" he said sitting behind his desk, tenting his fingers

    i stood removing my tight fitting blue shirt, and removed my trousers revealing my tight toned flat stomach, a tatoo on my lower back of a celtic band, im proud of my body so took great pleasure in putting it on show, i worked hard to look this good

    i heard a ripping noise, and a loud smacking thud and mr greyson groaned

    "what the fuck was that!?" i jumped

    "uh oh" he said in mock fear, "the beast is free!"

    he stood, his hands on his waist, beast had been an understatement as it made a resounding smack as it fell onto the desk
     
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    i hope you write more
     
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    Mr greysons cock was so big that though hard it hung throbbing between his legs, the head resembled to me a small apple

    Thick veins ran up and down the shaft his balls hung low in a well trimmed sack above the base of his cock was a small bush of greying pubes

    "Do you know why so many guys won't write my memoirs for me?"

    "The agency said the others found you difficult"

    "That is true in a way, they found it difficult coming face to face with an 11 inch rock hard thick veiny cock" he scoffed "but I notice your not running away and you seem far from repulsed or offended"

    "Not at all mr greyson" I smiled I'd like to say it was the pay check that made me stay but I can not lie his big fat cock was irresistible

    "May I......"

    "By all means!" He smiled pulling his chair out and sitting down

    His cock hung heavily over the edge bobbing as his blood pumped

    I crawled over and felt it, it felt heavy and hot and definitely fully hard

    He smirked at me as I licked his cock from base to tip, smacking myself in the face with it to feel its rigidity

    He moaned "somehow I knew when you walked in you were a dirty little cock whore!" He smiled

    I sucked his cock hungrily going deeper and deeper

    "Don't go to deep" he warned

    With a deep breath I knocked the wind out of him as I swallowed his entire pole

    "In all my life no one has ever done that! He panted he picked me up and lay me on his desk my head over the edge he placed the head of his cock at my open mouth and thrust hard

    It slid in with ease, he chuckled seeing the bump of his cock on my throat

    He began fucking my throat hard

    I heard the door go, peaking over I saw his secretary at the door "erm sir your 2 o'clock is here..." She said as if nothing was unusual

    I assumed mr greyson would pull out and try to cover his modesty instead he continued fucking my throat, grunting me said "hold all my calls and reschedule my meetings, teaching this little cock slut is going to take up the rest of my day!"

    "Very good sir!" She said shutting the door quietly

    He slowly pulled out of my throat each inch slowly dragging across my tongue

    "Bend over!" He growled I knelt over his desk, he squatted behind me I was mazes to see his cock touching the floor

    He rimmed and teased and spanked my ass until I was delirious with passion

    He stood spitting on his cock he lined it up with my puckered ass hole

    "Hold on tight!" He warned stuffing his tie into my mouth"

    I held onto the desk tight and screwed my eyes shut

    The head of his cock at my hole felt amazing

    He slowly pushed in and with a pop it was inside he paused holding me still not letting me go deeper nor letting me get off slowly he slid inch by inch into my ass occasionally applying more spit to his cock

    With a groan he was in to the hilt and I sighed in relieved ecstasy

    "So fucking tight he growled spanking my ass hard"

    Then without warning he began fucking me hard and rough, his hips slamming my ass cheeks his balls slapping my ass, he fucked me like I was one of his whores and at that moment I was

    "You have the tightest ass I have ever fucked you dirty little bitch, never taken a big cock before have you?"

    I shook my head moaning

    "Consider yourself well and truly deflowere he chuckled slamming me harder to make sure every cell in my body knew it was being dominated by this big thick cock

    My ass tightened around him and his click throbbed in time

    "Oh fuck up you tight assed little cock whore I'm going to fucking breed you!"

    As he shot his sperm inside me I came hard on his desk every muscle in my body tightened every nerve ending was on fire

    Spent, he pulled his softening cock out of my ass I marvelled watching it deflate to its much smaller but still impressive 7 inch softie he sat naked, I sat gingerly down, thanking god the chair I was sat in was plastic

    "So" mr greyson said, suddenly very business "still want to write my memoirs?"

    "Absolutely!" I beamed

    "Excellent, looks like we may have to start from the beginning though"

    Puzzled I looked down, I had shit my thick load all over my note book

    "Come by here tomorrow, same time, and skip lunch"

    I arrived the same time the next day and found mr greyson naked in his study his big hard cock resting on the desk, I got naked too and he sat me in a chair and tied my hands behind my back

    He fucked my throat for what felt like hours before dumping his load down my throat

    And then we got down to writing his memoirs

    And this is how we worked every day until his book was published, and volume two, and volume 3 and his self help book, his guide to good business..........

    THE END
     
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